Margaret Brennan

Joined October 2021

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I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.

My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.

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PLEASE READ MY OLDER PIECES
PLEASE READ MY OLDER PIECES They feel they are ignored Please read my older pieces. They feel they are ignored.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Poets
RUNNING BEAR
RUNNING BEAR And the Haunted Lake ,.,.,.,.,.,.,., ,.,.,.,.,.,.,., A lake is any relatively large body of slowly moving or standing water that occupies an inland basin of appreciable size.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in History
IT'S STUCK IN MY HEAD
It’s stuck in my head And won’t come out! <><><><><><><><><><> You might be like me. Oh, my! Lord help you!
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Humor
THE MUSIC BOX
THE MUSIC BOX So Many Memories The music holds my memories As I gently turn the key. It plays the song the band had played
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Poets
THRILLER
THRILLER HAPPY HALLOWEEN Halloween’s approaching all too soon, And my dance team’s putting on a show. We’re practicing three times a week –
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Poets
COFFEE
COFFEE The drink of the gods! */* */* */* */* */* It streamed through my window, One late summer night.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Poets
AH! PHOBIAS! YA GOTTA LOVE THEM!
AH! PHOBIAS! YA GOTTA LOVE THEM! Phobias and the Walking Dead Here are a few things that I’d prefer to avoid – if possible.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Humor
MY BRAIN IS FRIED. Top Story - September 2023.
MY BRAIN IS FRIED I need a vacation. Oh, my lord! Where do I begin? Am I on a rant? Maybe, a confession? How about the pouring out of a brain after my head explodes?
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Humor
I DON'T KNOW EVERYTHING
I DON’T KNOW EVERYTHING but I know enough! The first thing I want to say is that I do not know everything! I don’t want to know everything! I have more fun researching what I don’t know.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Humans
A LOVE THAT KNOWS NO END
A short note about this poem. Mom had dementia and didn’t remember too much. I asked her one day if my dad was proud of me and she replied with: “Who was your father?”
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Poets
ACROSS THE ROOM
ACROSS THE ROOM take my hand \\//\\//\\// Across the room, I see you. Just you, alone, Alone, and yet trying.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Poets
LOVE LOCKS - part four - the end
Love Locks part four – the end or is it? XO XO XO XO Anna looked amazingly calm as she said, “Mom, he’s fine. I just know it. It’s so hard to explain but I felt it in my entire being. He’s fine. I believe his unit is slowly making their way to the main headquarters and they’re using the back country, not the main roads. Mom, Dad, I feel it in my heart, we’ll hear something good by tomorrow.”
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Chapters

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PLEASE READ MY OLDER PIECES

RUNNING BEAR

IT'S STUCK IN MY HEAD

THE MUSIC BOX

THRILLER

COFFEE

AH! PHOBIAS! YA GOTTA LOVE THEM!

MY BRAIN IS FRIED. Top Story - September 2023.

I DON'T KNOW EVERYTHING

A LOVE THAT KNOWS NO END

ACROSS THE ROOM

LOVE LOCKS - part four - the end

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